| Growing up, popcorn was a Sunday night treat. My dad would pop a big pot, dump it in the large woven-wood bowl, and bring it to the den with a set of smaller bowls for us to scoop portions. It was also the hey-day of Jiffy Pop, and rare was the slumber party that didn't have us clustered around the stove watching the foil dome expand. So, it's no surprise that popcorn is my go-to, all-season, all-weather snack. And often dinner. But I was never a convert to microwave popcorn. Read more... |
